A Different Sort of Solitude

I never thought I’d feel so free;
I can’t get used to how things used to be
Call up the mayor, tell the Priest
Look up the number of the Beast
Invite the ones you love the least
To welcome me

Hallelujah!
Break out the finger food
Hallelujah!
Shake off the attitude
Hallelujah!
Feels like we’re in the mood
For a different sort of solitude

It seems I’ve caught you unprepared
But I don’t understand why you’re so scared
Turn off the lights, pull down the blinds
And pray that I will never find you
But, I know you know I know
That you’re in there

Hallelujah!
Break out the finger food
Hallelujah!
Shake off the attitude
Hallelujah!
Feels like we’re in the mood
For a different sort of solitude

She’s kind of lonesome, been on her own some
She’s been living by herself for a while;
I’ve come to save her, do her a favour
And make her funeral my trial

Hallelujah!
Break out the finger food
Hallelujah!
Shake off the attitude
Hallelujah!
Feels like we’re in the mood
For a different sort of solitude